I'm not going to lie, but this has been on my mind ever since my son showed interest in being a Midshipman. I have an older daughter in college and I cried like a baby when nobody was looking when she was going away, but I knew I would get to see her often, and she would come home on pretty much all breaks. She'll probably live with us after graduation at first and then get her own place within a few minute's drive. That's the way it works in our town. But sending your child (and yes, in my eyes he is still my child) to a service academy is a whole different ball game. I know he belongs there. I know he will succeed, and I know it is the best thing for him. But the reality is, I had my last summer with my son a year ago, and I didn't even realize it at the time. It's reassuring seeing all the comforting posts of other parents, and seeing the 'where are they now' posts.
My kid made the absolute best decision of his life to accept his appointment offer. But I'm still going to miss him. I'll just be sure not to cry in front of any detailers. I'll wait to cry in my beer that night.